The waiter was just a martial artist who quenched his body and didn''t see their accomplishments, but he saw a blue cloud sign on their collars and immediately recognized that they were from Qingyun sect 800 miles away.


    In Zhongzhou, there are many sects, and Qingyun sect can only be regarded as a second-class sect, but it is placed in the whole Zhongzhou. In an area tens of thousands of miles outside the dark forest, Qingyun sect is definitely a hegemonic existence and powerful.


    The waiter bowed and greeted him attentively.


    "Have a pot of good wine and serve any good meat and dishes!"


    "Yes, yes, right away."


    The store was not big. The three people sat only one table away from Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan looked at the three people and didn''t continue to pay attention. He buried his head and ate.


    In order to get to the dark forest as soon as possible, he lived in the open air and didn''t eat anything good all the way. Now when he comes to Qingshi Town, he also wants to open his stomach and have a big meal.


    In fact, it''s not a problem that he doesn''t eat or drink for a few days with his current cultivation, but he has a good appetite and feels uncomfortable without eating good wine and meat all day.


    "Hey, boy, it''s just a meal. Can you be quiet?" suddenly, a cold drink came. It was the handsome young man who spoke.


    "What''s it to you that I eat mine?" Yang Xuantou said without raising his head. He wolfed down himself. He didn''t eat on purpose to make a noise, but always did. Who knows that someone will come to find fault when eating a meal, and he felt uncomfortable.


    "What kind of thing do you dare to talk to me like this?" Zhan Hongfang patted the table and stood up. Based on his cultivation skills, let alone in Qingyun sect, he could be called a genius in Zhongzhou. Unexpectedly, Yang Xuan, who had just entered the Vientiane realm and was dressed like a local steamed stuffed bun, dared to talk to him like this.


    "A mad dog is a mad dog. He always likes to catch people and bite." Yang Xuan blurted out and didn''t give Zhan Hong any face.


    Zhan Hongfang''s eyes burst into flames. His handsome face suddenly became extremely ferocious. He stretched out his hand and pointed to Yang Xuan. His fingers were trembling. It was angry.


    He roared, "you don''t know who I am, boy?"


    "It''s just a clown. I don''t care who you are. If you want to fight, you''ll come." Yang Xuan''s cold voice is like a knife. He''s quite strong. After a word, he didn''t pay attention to the exhibition Hongfang anymore. He shouted to the store waiter who was shrinking under the counter: "waiter, this rice wine brewed in your restaurant has a weak taste. Go and get a pot of strong wine."


    "Yes, yes, yes, sir, wait a minute." the waiter nodded hurriedly.


    "When you die, you still want to drink. Well, I''ll let you have enough to eat and drink before I send you on the road." Zhan Hong Fang said in a pitiful way, gnashing his teeth as if he had a feud with Yang Xuan.


    "Then wait slowly." after saying that, Yang Xuan buried his head and continued to eat.


    "Elder brother, are those three disciples of Qingyun sect?"


    "Yes, that boy is going to have bad luck."


    "Hum, this son doesn''t know whether the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers or is always bold. Doesn''t he recognize others'' identity?"


    "Whether he recognizes it or not, it has nothing to do with us. Let''s just go to the theatre."


    The quarrel on Yang Xuan''s side had already attracted the attention of the diner at the table not far away. In a whisper, no one was meddling. They all looked like they had nothing to do with themselves.


    "Grandpa, childe, your wine." soon, the waiter brought a pot of wine trembling.


    "You go away, so as not to be hurt by mistake." Yang Xuan opened the cork, raised his neck and gulped a few mouthfuls.


    "Ha ha, good wine is pure, strong and delicious. This is the wine that men should drink." Yang Xuan laughed. Although he was young, his words and deeds were quite bold. He shook the wine pot and drank a few mouthfuls. A pot of strong wine immediately bottomed out.


    The diners at the nearby table were sweating when they saw him drinking like this. It was not the first time for them to come to the restaurant. They knew that this kind of liquor was very valuable. A pot would cost 200 yuan.


    But now, the boy not far away actually drinks this wine as water.


    "Waiter, what kind of wine is this?"


    "If you go back to childe, this is the wine of the town store of our Fulai restaurant. Seven steps drunk."


    "Seven steps drunk, what an interesting name!"


    Yang Xuan smiled and said, "waiter, bring me all the seven steps drunk in your restaurant. I''ll pack it and take it away."


    "Funny, I still want to pack up and take it away. You can''t get out of here alive today." Zhan Hongfang was angry and angry, just as he was ready to do it.


    The shopkeeper of Fulai restaurant, a middle-aged fat man dressed in bright yellow silk and satin robes and reaching the triple heaven of Vientiane, ran down from the second floor in sweat and said with a smile: "young master, harmony is precious in everything, harmony is precious in everything!"


    "Shit, peace is precious. That boy dared to humiliate my senior brother. Today he must die here." the two young people at the table with Zhan Hongfang stood up angrily.


    "If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you two dog legs have that ability." Yang Xuan said sarcastically.


    "What are you talking about?"


    "Younger martial brother, what are you doing with him? Let''s kill him."


    The two young men were filled with righteous indignation and wanted to do something.


    "You two younger martial brothers don''t need to fight. I''ll clean up this ugly little bastard myself." Zhan Hongfang stopped them and said to the shopkeeper, "shopkeeper, don''t worry, we are inner disciples of Qingyun sect. We will double compensate you for all damage."


    "This..."


    "Why, do you have a problem?"


    "No, No."


    "Go away if you don''t dare."


    Zhan Hong Fang snorted coldly, pushed away the shopkeeper, and approached Yang Xuan with his eyes full of murders.


    "Yes, now that you''re full of wine and food, it''s time to move your bones. This can also help digestion." Yang Xuan stood up lazily and put his hands on his chest. There was no panic on his face. Some were just contempt, but he was a martial artist in the four heaven of Vientiane. He didn''t pay attention at all.


    This scene surprised the shopkeeper, the waiter and the diner nearby. He thought that the boy could not see the cultivation gap between himself and Zhan Hongfang. He was so confident.


    "Madman, die for me." Zhan Hongfang''s chest soared, a deep roar, his feet moved, and the killing broke out in his eyes. He took two steps at once, like a fierce tiger down the mountain, and smashed his fist at Yang Xuan''s face.


    "How dare you do it to me with your tripod Kung Fu?" Yang Xuan shouted wildly. When he stepped on his feet, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and his fist rolled down. The momentum was earth shaking. A strong wind blew in the whole restaurant, and many tables and benches were blown upside down.


    "My mother!" the waiter''s cultivation was too low and rolled on the ground a few times on the spot.


    "You..." Zhan Hongfang was shocked. Facing Yang Xuan''s violent fist, he felt a great threat and even felt a sense of fear in his heart. It was terrible. He was a boy who had just entered the Vientiane realm. How could he be so powerful.


    "What are you? You take a punch from me."


    Yang Xuan was extremely strong, his fist suddenly accelerated, penetrated layers of air, made a blasting sound, and hit Zhan Hong''s face heavily.


    "Poof!"


    A blood light bloomed, and Zhan Hongfang flew out like a broken kite. Yang Xuan''s fist was impartial and just hit the bridge of his nose, smashing all his nose bones, and a handsome face was completely deformed.


    "What, how is this possible!" the diner at the table not far away managed to stabilize his body. He saw Zhan Hongfang fly out and immediately took a breath.


    "You, who are you?" on the other side, two young people from Qingyun sect also shouted like ghosts, and their eyes looked at Yang Xuan with an incredible color.


    One punch, just one punch, their senior brother was beaten and flew out without the power to fight back.


    "Waste, this punch is a lesson for you. Remember to restrain yourself when you go out in the future. Don''t drag it like 250000." Yang Xuan sneered.


    "Ah, little beast, I want you to die." Zhan Hong, if crazy, got up from the ground, drew his sword and rushed over.


    "Die."


    After all, it was a small quarrel. Yang Xuan was not ready to kill, but the other party didn''t know good or bad, and he was no longer merciful. As soon as Ying Dun came out, he raised his right hand, grabbed Zhan Hongfang''s right hand holding the sword and pulled it directly.


    However, this was not over. He suddenly raised his knee and hit Zhan Hongfang''s crotch heavily.


    "Ah!" with a scream like killing a pig, Zhan Hongfang nearly fainted in pain. As Yang xuansong opened his hand, he sat down on the ground like a pool of mud, and the crotch was red with blood, constantly overflowing with blood.


    "How cruel!" everyone knows that the thing under Zhan Hongfang is useless. Don''t want to play with women in the future.


    "Death!" however, what made people shocked was that Yang Xuan didn''t give up. He suddenly stretched out his hand and clasped Zhan Hongfang''s throat.


    "Boy, stop, or I will never finish with you." two inner disciples from Qingyun sect shouted angrily.


    "Qingyun sect, is it very powerful?" Yang xuanpi curled his mouth, fearless and powerful, and Zhan Hongfang''s neck clicked immediately.


    "I, I know I''m wrong. Don''t kill me." Zhan Hongfang repeatedly apologized for mercy, with a cry in his voice. It can be seen that his fear is extreme.


    "It''s too late." Yang Xuan''s strength increased. Zhan Hongfang''s head tilted and his anger was cut off on the spot.


    "Dead!" everyone was cold. I don''t know where Yang Xuan came from. He was so cruel and cruel.


    "You, wait for me." the two inner disciples of Qingyun sect were so frightened that they didn''t even pay for the wine. They ran out of the restaurant and wanted to have two more legs.


    It''s just two small miscellaneous fish. Yang Xuan rarely goes after them. He said to the shopkeeper not far away: "shopkeeper, bring me all the seven steps drunk in your restaurant. Don''t worry, I''m not a freeloader. I''ll give you as many yuan stones as I should."


    "Er Gouzi, why are you still stunned there? Hurry to get the wine for the childe." the shopkeeper wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and shouted to the shivering waiter in the distance.